I was such an idiot. So #1, i forgot to bring my meds on the trip to my cousins wedding, which was farther away and my fam and i were in a hotel. #2, i drank an absurd amount of coffee. #3, the hotel had me all messed up and panicky. In short, i managed to induce a manic episode.
I went on to:
- drink (im 2 days now it was a short bender)
- cut myself again out of guilt the drinking
- binge eat, then puke it all up (im bulimic)
- crash into a depressive episode
Also a friend of a friend died the same way my cousin did; drugs laced with fentanyl. So that has really made my depression worse. And fuck they were so young. My cousin was 24 when she died, the other girl Abby was like 14-15 and she is dead from an overdose. Fuck.
I feel like a failure. Im failing at my sobriety, i have eating disorder that makes me feel like a failed anorexic because i have suffered for years and im still fat and ugly, i have tried and failed too many times at killing myself, i can never do anything right. What the fuck is wrong with me to mess up something as simple as dying?
Sorry guys im all up in my feelings tonight